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"
What
?
"
said
Becky
's
shrill
voice
.
She
was
looking
over
her
shoulder
in
the
glass
.
She
had
put
on
the
neatest
and
freshest
white
frock
imaginable
,
and
with
bare
shoulders
and
a
little
necklace
,
and
a
light
blue
sash
,
she
looked
the
image
of
youthful
innocence
and
girlish
happiness
.
"
I
say
,
what
'll
Mrs.
O.
do
,
when
O.
goes
out
with
the
regiment
?
"
Crawley
said
coming
into
the
room
,
performing
a
duet
on
his
head
with
two
huge
hair-brushes
,
and
looking
out
from
under
his
hair
with
admiration
on
his
pretty
little
wife
.
"
I
suppose
she
'll
cry
her
eyes
out
,
"
Becky
answered
.
"
She
has
been
whimpering
half
a
dozen
times
,
at
the
very
notion
of
it
,
already
to
me
.
"
"
YOU
do
n't
care
,
I
suppose
?
"
Rawdon
said
,
half
angry
at
his
wife
's
want
of
feeling
.
"
You
wretch
!
do
n't
you
know
that
I
intend
to
go
with
you
,
"
Becky
replied
.
"
Besides
,
you
're
different
.
You
go
as
General
Tufto
's
aide-de-camp
.
We
do
n't
belong
to
the
line
,
"
Mrs.
Crawley
said
,
throwing
up
her
head
with
an
air
that
so
enchanted
her
husband
that
he
stooped
down
and
kissed
it
.
"
Rawdon
dear
--
do
n't
you
think
--
you
'd
better
get
that
--
money
from
Cupid
,
before
he
goes
?
"
Becky
continued
,
fixing
on
a
killing
bow
.
She
called
George
Osborne
,
Cupid
.
She
had
flattered
him
about
his
good
looks
a
score
of
times
already
.
She
watched
over
him
kindly
at
ecarte
of
a
night
when
he
would
drop
in
to
Rawdon
's
quarters
for
a
half-hour
before
bed-time
.
She
had
often
called
him
a
horrid
dissipated
wretch
,
and
threatened
to
tell
Emmy
of
his
wicked
ways
and
naughty
extravagant
habits
.
She
brought
his
cigar
and
lighted
it
for
him
;
she
knew
the
effect
of
that
manoeuvre
,
having
practised
it
in
former
days
upon
Rawdon
Crawley
.
He
thought
her
gay
,
brisk
,
arch
,
distinguee
,
delightful
.
In
their
little
drives
and
dinners
,
Becky
,
of
course
,
quite
outshone
poor
Emmy
,
who
remained
very
mute
and
timid
while
Mrs.
Crawley
and
her
husband
rattled
away
together
,
and
Captain
Crawley
(
and
Jos
after
he
joined
the
young
married
people
)
gobbled
in
silence
.
Emmy
's
mind
somehow
misgave
her
about
her
friend
.
Rebecca
's
wit
,
spirits
,
and
accomplishments
troubled
her
with
a
rueful
disquiet
.
They
were
only
a
week
married
,
and
here
was
George
already
suffering
ennui
,
and
eager
for
others
'
society
!
She
trembled
for
the
future
.
How
shall
I
be
a
companion
for
him
,
she
thought
--
so
clever
and
so
brilliant
,
and
I
such
a
humble
foolish
creature
?
How
noble
it
was
of
him
to
marry
me
--
to
give
up
everything
and
stoop
down
to
me
!
I
ought
to
have
refused
him
,
only
I
had
not
the
heart
.
I
ought
to
have
stopped
at
home
and
taken
care
of
poor
Papa
.
And
her
neglect
of
her
parents
(
and
indeed
there
was
some
foundation
for
this
charge
which
the
poor
child
's
uneasy
conscience
brought
against
her
)
was
now
remembered
for
the
first
time
,
and
caused
her
to
blush
with
humiliation
.
Oh
!
thought
she
,
I
have
been
very
wicked
and
selfish
--
selfish
in
forgetting
them
in
their
sorrows
--
selfish
in
forcing
George
to
marry
me
.
I
know
I
'm
not
worthy
of
him
--
I
know
he
would
have
been
happy
without
me
--
and
yet
--
I
tried
,
I
tried
to
give
him
up
.
